Thursday, August 29 th ,2019. This date had significance for me. It was the day I planned to release my seventh book, Sins of the Child. It was also the day for my office’s summer outing. We were going on a sunset sail and my boyfriend, who is disabled due to MS and doesn’t leave the apartment often, was excited to attend. I awoke at 6:38, before my alarm went off at 6:45 AM. I lay in bed contemplating staying there until it was time to get up, but I thought, “you have a very busy day ahead of you,” and heaved myself up. Eight minutes later, at 6:53 AM, (this was the time recorded by our door camera) I was sitting on the toilet completely naked (yes, really) with my phone in my hand. I was messaging with a writer Twitter acquaintance about the massive troll problem independent authors deal with when I heard a crash in the vicinity of the kitchen. I figured it was my cats. I usually feed them shortl